Wardrobe

Villager: Lewis

Lewis, or the Knight of the Golden Moon as he calls himself, is a lousy, lousy warrior. Sure, he looks ripped, but all that muscle's basically for show. His weapons hit with the force of soggy breadsticks. That is, when they're not lying on the ground in splinters and shards, much to Cam's dismay. Yet despite Lewis's careless attitude, he seems to possess remarkable luck, which he will push to the limit given the chance. He says it's because he's blessed by the moon's protection, but everybody knows that's nonsense. Edmund's working on training him up to be a proper knight, but progress seems slow. Each day, Edmund must constantly remind him to focus more on technique and less on flashy theatrics (and less on Edmund, for that matter, as it's quite obvious Lewis has feelings for the old warrior.)

Lewis's favorite thing in the world is treasure. He can't get enough of coins and tokens-- the shinier, the better. He'll full-on charge into a booby-trapped corridor if there's treasure at the end because his greed is just that strong. Of course, he'd never abandon an ally for gold's sake, but he'd happily endanger his own life.

His closest comrades are his mentor Edmund, his best friend Cam, and his pet Mimic. Oh, and his trusty blade Goldenoath, gifted to him by Edmund. It's the only weapon he treats with care.